The card draw starts in Azkaban

Professor Snape's expression was very unkind, and he stared condescendingly at Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy bit the bullet and expressed his plan.

He is looking for Professor Lupin.

"Oh, if that's the case."

Malfoy thought that Professor Snape would be angry when he heard his request.

But something happened that he didn't expect.

Professor Snape was not angry, and even agreed that Malfoy should go with him.

Everyone knows that Professor Snape dislikes Professor Lupine.

Malfoy saw a strange, elusive expression on Professor Snape's face.

"Okay, come with me, Draco."

After he finished speaking, he motioned to Draco Malfoy to follow him to the school hospital.

Seeing Professor Lupine lying on the bed, Malfoy suddenly felt relieved.

Professor Lupine was visibly haggard and weak, and he indeed looked sick.

This is not the full moon period for werewolves.

Professor Lupine, it's true, he's just sick.

Professor Snape came over and forced the potion into "Lupin's" mouth.

Soon, Dewey Jones felt that he was getting better.

At least he can see.

The burning pain of the soul suffered a little rest.

"Thank you very much, Severus."

Du Wei said weakly

Severus Snape said coldly: "You're welcome, Lupin, I would actually rather see you die."

"I take it that you are blessing me, Severus, even though you don't have a good face when you comfort people.

You've been like this since you were a child."

Du Wei responded tit for tat.

Snape gave a threatening look.

Dumbledore stood aside, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Malfoy had mixed feelings looking at Professor Lupin like this.

Duwei also saw Malfoy, and he stretched out his hand to signal Malfoy to come over.

"What's the matter, Mr. Malfoy? Do you have any questions for me?"

He asked. Duwei thought it was because he didn't tutor Malfoy for a lot of time and Malfoy came to him specifically.

Who knew that Malfoy shook his head and said: "It's nothing, Professor, there are just some minor problems."

Malfoy suddenly felt a little embarrassed for his recklessness.

He shouldn't doubt Professor Lupine!

Malfoy was about to speak when he saw Snape saying from the side: "Since there is nothing..."

He grabbed Draco Malfoy, forcefully twisted his shoulders and said, "Then go and rest, Malfoy, I will take you to rest myself."

He glanced at Lu Ping meaningfully and said: "Don't disturb us who are sick. Professor Lu Ping's rest time and his time to be healthy are not long."

He thought he could bring Malfoy over so he could see Lupin's jokes.

Now that the mission is completed, he should be able to go back.

But he had no idea that when Malfoy saw Professor Lupin like this, not only did he not feel disappointed, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Lupine is not a werewolf.

Thinking of this, Mr. Malfoy felt inexplicably better. In any case, as long as Professor Lupine is not a werewolf, then things will be much better.

Malfoy didn't particularly care about the wizard's illness.

There is still time, there is still some time.

Malfoy thought that after a while, he should be able to deal with the werewolf issue with the help of Professor Lupine.

…

Watching Malfoy and Snape leave, Dowey Jones said softly: "Okay, Professor, we can continue chatting.

It was mentioned somewhere, oh, yes, it was mentioned about Horcruxes.

So, Professor, you did find a way to find another Horcrux with the Ravenclaw Diadem?

Are you going to use this to find Voldemort again?"

He asked, and Dumbledore said: "Yes, that's right, I have indeed found some methods. The fragments of the soul will attract each other. I have known this a long time ago, so I am studying this matter."

matter.

Today, I discovered in the principal's office that there is another Horcrux in the school.

I thought it was Harry.

But later, I discovered that it was not Harry.

Harry's gravitational pull is obviously weaker than your side's attraction.

If I hadn't known that you were a Horcrux, I would have thought that Voldemort had appeared at Hogwarts.

This time, the attraction between the Horcruxes is really too great."

Dumbledore and Du Wei made a joke, but Dumbledore never thought of it.

He may have told a fact.

At a certain moment, at a certain time period, Voldemort really appeared in Hogwarts.

Harry is a Horcrux.

Du Wei has three.

One is him.

He did not separate the fragments of Voldemort's soul in his own soul.

The Soul Splitting Technique is not that easy to use, and the pain it inflicts on the soul is unbearable even for monsters like Dowey Jones.

He is still a weak Horcrux of Voldemort.

On his body, there is also a Slytherin pendant.

Right on his neck.

Three Horcruxes, three to one, were larger than Harry Potter. It was understandable that Dumbledore was attracted to them.

Dumbledore made a joke.

"Fortunately, the house elves didn't know that you ruined your bedroom like this. Otherwise, I think the house elves might have repaired your bedroom overnight."

Dumbledore said as Duwei grabbed the Slytherin hanging box.

"This, Slytherin's box."

Du Wei said.

Dumbledore reached out and picked up the box.

"Look at the way it looks. It's just the way Tom likes it."

Dumbledore whispered, looking at Slytherin's box and asking: "Where did you find it, Mr. Jones?"

"In the Black family's living room, it was placed in the living room and no one cared about it.

Dumbledore, like Regulus, is unknown.

When Voldemort's mother, Gaunt, was kicked out of her home, she had no choice but to pawn some of her most precious possessions.

Among them is this thing, the Slytherin family box.

She pawned the box for only ten gold galleons.

At Borgin's Magic Shop, Professor."

Duwei laughed.

Dumbledore looked at him with blue eyes, not understanding what was so funny about this.

"Is there some humor in these words that I don't know about?"

Dumbledore asked humbly.

"No, no, of course not, Professor.

It’s just that, professor, I can’t ask for it, professor.

I can’t ask for it.”

Du Wei said with a smile: "Living, growing old, disease, death, not getting what you want, are entangled with resentment and hatred, dividing your love.

Professor, I can’t help but, Professor, Mrs. Gunter can’t give up the so-called love. What about you, Professor, what can’t you give up?

Squib sister?

The lover who was sent to prison by your own hands and will never be allowed to appear again?

Or, Professor, what are you pursuing? To bring back your dead sister? Or to bring back your dead father?

We are all just stupid people.

We are all idiots."

When Dumbledore heard these flowers, his blue eyes became a little sad.

"You know a lot, Mr. Jones."

"Of course, I know these secrets just as much as you know mine."

Du Wei laughed so much that he coughed, looking like he was laughing at himself.

"Living, growing old, sickness, death.

Asking for something but not getting it, resentment and hatred, division of love.”

Dumbledore suddenly smiled too.

"Yes, Mr. Jones, we are all idiots, we are not gods, no one is a god, but these things are our living proof, aren't they?"

Dumbledore said somewhat freely.

They talked about Regulus again, but when they got to this point, they went off topic.

"I originally planned to come over and have a look," Dumbledore said, holding the locket and returning it to Dowey Jones, "to see if you are in school."

"Hmm, now you have the answer, what will you do? Professor?"

Du Wei also said.

"Me? I don't know anything."

Dumbledore stood up, and Duwei pushed Slytherin's locket out and motioned for Dumbledore to take it.

"I want this thing to be useless. Dumbledore, take it. I have my own things to do. I think I already have a Horcrux."

he said.

After hearing this, Dumbledore put away the box and stuffed it into his robe.

"Your class was very good, Professor Lupine.

I'm glad I'm not dazzled and ask you to educate the children on Defense Against the Dark Arts.

You will be one of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers we have at Hogwarts over the years."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he smiled at Duwei one last time and walked out of the campus hospital.

"Good night, Professor Lupin."

Dewey faced his back, and as Dumbledore closed the door, darkness descended again, shrouding Dewey Jones in darkness.

The light was stripped away from his face bit by bit.

What he just told Dumbledore was the Eight Sufferings in Buddhism.

Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, resentment is suffering, separation from love is suffering, failure to seek is suffering, and the five aggregates of clinging are suffering.

After Dumbledore left, Duwei disappeared into the darkness. In the darkness, Duwei Jones's dull repeating voice came, as if it were a recording.

"Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, the meeting of resentment and hatred is suffering, being separated from love is suffering, not having what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates of clinging are suffering."

"Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, the meeting of resentment and hatred is suffering, being separated from love is suffering, not having what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates of clinging are suffering."

"Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, the meeting of resentment and hatred is suffering, being separated from love is suffering, not having what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates of clinging are suffering."

…

Like a curse, the entire Hogwarts campus hospital echoed with Duwei's voice. Even Dumbledore, who was walking in the corridor outside, heard the overlapping voices behind him, coming from the crack of the closed door.

It squeezed out and got into his ear.

Dumbledore thought about the scene when he was looking at the Mirror of Erised. The reason why he was so sure that Tom Riddle would not be able to find the Philosopher's Stone hidden in the Mirror of Erised was because the Philosopher's Stone was hidden in the Mirror of Erised.

He couldn't find the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Lys.

From when he learned about the Mirror of Erised to the last time he saw the Mirror of Erised.

The scenes he saw were constantly changing.

The only thing that remains unchanged may be the figure standing next to the Mirror of Erised.

A thin, quiet, timid little girl.

A little girl he was familiar with but dared not recognize.

Ariana Dumbledore.

So what is Ariana to him?

Is it the suffering of life, the suffering of death, or is it love and separation, or is it the suffering of Dumbledore who cannot ask for it?

…

At the same time.

Malfoy Manor.

Lucius Malfoy came out of his room with some worry and went through the secret passage to the place where he would contact the goblins.

A house on the edge of the estate.

Coming out of the secret passage, the wind outside was a bit strong. Lucius Malfoy tightened his cloak and checked his wand. Although he had been working with goblins for hundreds of years - I am talking about Malfoy here.

family, but he still doesn't trust these goblins.

"Never trust goblins."

This is what Lucius's father told Lucius. Lucius Malfoy planned to tell Draco this creed another day.

However, as of now, he has no other choice.

He has faked his death and escaped and cannot appear in front of others. So, the goblin can only take the initiative to sell his family's property - except for the real estate at his feet, Malfoy Manor is the glory of their Malfoy family and cannot be sold.

Even if he turned into a werewolf and faced the dual threats of Dowey Jones and Voldemort, he would not dare to sell the glory of the Malfoy family!

This is the bottom line and principle.

With this manor, the Malfoy family is the permanent nobility. This is the fiefdom of their nobility and their foundation.

With this foundation in place, even if the Dark Lord comes back, he can take Draco abroad to temporarily avoid risks.

When the Dark Lord wins or fails, they will come back.

Isn't that what their ancestors and Lucius Malfoy did?

So what he sold was some of the remaining resources.

The rest of the assets are sold relatively quickly.

About 7 out of 10 items are sold, and what remains are some items that are difficult to get rid of.

Some of them were things the Dark Lord left for him last time.

He had been selling those things earlier.

I don’t know if there is any geometry left.

As for running away.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy has already prepared a way to go to France or Germany.

Both countries have their own industries.

Escape was easy.

He even prepared the procedure for Draco Malfoy to suspend his studies, go abroad, and come back to study after the war.

Narcissa suggested transferring Malfoy's academic status to Durmstrang, and Lucius said he would consider it.

Everything is according to plan.

Today, the goblin responsible for selling his property wanted to contact him.

He had to run out to meet him.

After taking a look at the dark sky, Malfoy felt a little uneasy for some reason.

When he came to the house, he saw the goblin with his back turned to him.

Lucius straightened his clothes.

"What do you want from me?"

Lucius asked.

The goblin didn't speak, he was trembling.

Lucius felt strange. He seemed to have no sense of danger at all.

"what happened?"

He looked like he was going to ask the goblin and walked forward, but in fact, he had already subconsciously reached into his cloak, preparing to pick up the wand to fight back.

The long noble duel made him realize that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

He cast several spells on himself and pretended to be close to the goblin.

The goblin still didn't speak until he reached his side. When he heard the approaching footsteps of Lucius Malfoy, he trembled even more.

Lucius approached the goblin. Suddenly, just as he reached the goblin, he turned around smoothly and pointed his wand at the door.

"Come out, whoever is there, come out!"

Lucius said that even though Lucius became a werewolf wizard, he still looked like the proud patriarch of the Lucius family when no one was around.

There is a kind of etiquette that I have learned since I was a child, and I call myself different from the mud-legged ones.

He believed that there was someone somewhere, it seemed that a wizard knew the secret of why he was still alive.

Who is that wizard?

What does he plan to do after knowing this secret?

Just when Lucius Malfoy was thinking about it, someone was applauding in the darkness, as if they were watching a good show.

"Okay, okay, okay."

After hearing those three, Lucius Malfoy's originally confident and arrogant face suddenly changed.

His hands began to shake, and he couldn't even hold the wand firmly. He was as embarrassed as the goblin behind him.

A footstep came from the darkness, followed by several footsteps following the man as he walked in from the door.

The light shines on the leader.

A person that he would never dare to forget until he died.

appeared in front of him.

A wizard wearing black robes, with a pale face and hands spread out, walked out of the darkness.

Staring at Lucius Malfoy with a joking look.

His eyes glowed evilly red, and in his hand was Lucius's familiar wand. Behind him was a Death Eater wearing a Death Eater costume and mask.

In front of a certain Death Eater, the hostess of Malfoy Manor, Narcissa Malfoy, was held hostage.

Narcissa Malfoy looked desperate.

The Death Eater put his wand against Narcissa's neck. It seemed that he could penetrate Narcissa's neck at any time with just a command from his master.

"Lord, master."

Lucius dropped the wand in his hand with a pale face and knelt in front of Voldemort who suddenly appeared.

In front of the Dark Lord, he couldn't even think of resisting.

Even his own wife was held hostage by them.

Voldemort said in a smooth tone: "No, no, no, Lucius, you have never regarded me as your master."

Voldemort stepped forward and lifted Lucius Malfoy's chin with his wand, forcing him to look up at him.

Voldemort leaned down slightly and said: "So, are you surprised to see me, Lucius Malfoy?

You thought I was dead and you were free, right? I heard that after I left, you told everyone you met that I cast the Imperius Curse on you, right?"

"No, no, no, my master, I am just trying to protect myself. I can swear that I am loyal to you."

Winter was approaching, and there was no fireplace in the house, but Lucius Malfoy's face was covered with sweat. He wanted to muster the courage to ask Voldemort to let Narcissa go, but the moment he saw Voldemort's eyes, he remained silent.

, he wanted to explain something in a panic, but Voldemort didn't listen to his explanation!

"It's too late, Lucius. Everything you said is too late."

After saying that, Voldemort suddenly raised his wand!

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Just like that, a green light flashed!

As soon as Voldemort met, he cast a death curse!

His death curse is different from that of Dewey Jones.

His death curse can really kill people!